Wig Split lyrics

by

DJ Smokey


(Verse 1)
Coming Down the block with a Glock in my other hand
Smoking up a mother f*cking blunt any weather man
And i don't like a sl*t but i front its whatever man
b*tches hate the taste of my nut but i understand
Keeping all these hoes in a pit helta skelta land
Heat'll bust ya fam then i smile like the son of sam
Busting off that flame from that pot
Evil thoughts i start to plot
Demons covering my pistol as i shot
Open up this n*gga scalp creeping from that f*cking fog
X-men nasty crawler crawling up that f*cking wall
Striking at u with that bat watch a n*gga had crack
Got a rubber in my pocket watch this n*gga pull it back
I reach back then i swing like my n*gga x wulf
Got sum jokers from the deck and sum witches from the wood
Dark evil goth sh*t watch a n*gga head flip
Keep testing mother f*cker you gon get your wig split b*tch

(Verse 2)
Creeping out the bushes with a mother f*cking butcher knife
Evil spirits haunt me as i end your mother f*cking life
1996 welcome to the evil residents
Zombies in the hall bio weapons in the basement
There is no escape now to test your f*cking fears
Hoping that u can survive it so you wipe away the tears
Nasty walking through the mansion strapped with nothing bust a vest
Plus a 12 gauge pump just incase you wanna test
n*ggas talking all this anna like a n*gga bout to stress
Ain't no missing when i fire bustin n*ggas in they head
Roll a blunt getting high don't let me reach out for my tec
Hennessey up in my blood demons all up in my chest
Ain't no rest when u come across this psycho maniac
Kill a b*tch with my blade then i hit it from the back
Dark sinister sh*t living up in satan's pit
Keep testing mother f*cking you gon get your wig split b*tch
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